Accursed Wound - Netherworld's Prize lyrics

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Alive!

Heavy dead night

Swollen stinking air

Constant rain

Open the earth

For fresh dead to rise

Zombies, tormented faces still in place

Rigor mortis, the dark one wanders

Above them now, seeks a netherworld's prize

A soul still looming

Easy prey

A body to prolong

With a sword

Pry the cold

Coffin open

Alive...

Bind the souls and feed him

Where in life is honor

Is mine only now in death

Simply struck in terror

Under the ground

"Yah yah yah yah yah..."

So in time this cemetery nursery

Feeds the war

And leads me to the crown.

Alive...

"oohhh yah!"

Alive...

"ooohhh yah!"

Alive...